Book, Chapter

 1   4, 5 |       thy virtue bright!~INDRA help thee in thy battles, proud
 2   4, 6 |       woo!"~"May thy blessings help me, mother," so the fair
 3   4, 6 |      my life with all my woes!~Help me, pious-hearted Krishna,
 4   4, 6 |       they never pray in vain,~Help me, Bhishma, warlike Drona,
 5   4, 6 | righteous truth ye ever prize,~Help me from thy starry mansions,
 6   5, 6 |     the rising evening breezes help the red and radiant beam,~
 7   7, 1 |       just and righteous mind,~Help Yudhishthir with your counsel,
 8   7, 5 |     our feeble bosom fainteth, help us with a father's might!~
 9   7, 10|      village, mart nor hamlet, help us righteous gods in heaven,~
10 Epi    |      him, rendered me valuable help and assistance in this matter,
11 Epi    |      assume that even with the help of this similarity in metres,